Sitting alone at the lunch table

So here’s the thing. Although you may not be able to tell now, because you think I am the most awesomest person in the world, this was not the case when I was younger. The ages 11-13 brought out the awkward years in this JAP, and I rocked it hard with huge glasses, braces, and a big jew-fro of hair. (Bangs were my thing.) Oh, and I was super skinny. Most of the time, I had a good amount of friends. But then certain situations occurred which made me the odd man out, or the leper of the class, if you will.

In 6th grade, the entire class didn’t talk to me for a good few weeks… because of a kickball game. I don’t remember the exact details, but it had something to do with a bad call, and me not knowing whether to stay on the base or be out, because both teams were yelling at me to do one or the other, and then recess ended, and no one wanted to be my friend anymore.

Sad face.

I remember how hard it was when I had to sit at the lunch table with girls that I was never friends with before, only because they were the only people who were talking to me. I also had to have my mom come to school one day, because some other girl threatened to beat me up after school because she thought I wrote something bad about her on the bathroom wall. (I maintain my innocence to this day.) My mom totally reamed this girl out at school, in front of the principal, which was great. And now she’s a total slutbag, so good for her. I guess whatever was written about her on the bathroom wall back then was a prophecy. Bwah ha ha.

But luckily, as I grew older, I realized that a lot of these kids were losers, and the best was that whenever someone from that era of my life sees me now, or even saw me a few years later, their reaction to the person I had become (ahem – super awesome), was always great. Especially when said people had gone no where in their life. Ha.

So while today, I am a confident person, sometimes I can still be insecure. Which is why you should go to this page, and vote for me “Blog with the Best Title” in the 20 Something Bloggers awards. You don’t want me to feel like that nerdy, shunned 6th grader again, do you?